Posted Nov. 9, 2022, 8:54 p.m. by Civilian Kodek Vonn (Clandestine Associate) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Civilian Eryn Romanov (Colonial Intelligence Agent) in The Situation Just Got Complicated (Tag Vonn)
Posted by Civilian Kodek Vonn (Clandestine Associate) in The Situation Just Got Complicated (Tag Vonn)
Posted by Civilian Eryn Romanov (Colonial Intelligence Agent) in The Situation Just Got Complicated (Tag Vonn)
Eryn was sitting by a bank of consoles staring at endless footage. Her feet were crossed at the ankle and propped on the desk. She was twirling a knife around and around. The techs were just glad she had it in the sheath this time. James’ doctor connection had arrived and she and Vonn had taken care of their guest. Eryn was waiting for the all clear to “question” him. In another life time she carried a reputation for always getting the answers she needed. The reputation had grown to the point most people began to babble all their secrets as soon as she walked in the room. She didn’t relish returning to that. She’d always despised it, but someone had to do it.When Vonn finally reappeared, she let her boots thunk to floor as the feet of the chair clacked down on the bare floor. Best not to put this off. A snap of her fingers brought another agent over to take her spot with the colony surveillance videos. She walked over to Vonn. “We should talk. There is a car waiting when you’re ready.” Clearly Eryn didn’t think the black site was secure enough, that meant the Garden house. The modifications and security were finished there and Vonn had a small suite that met his environmental needs. Presidio was proving to be a headache in permits and contractor know how.
The Artist Eryn had a private car and never went anywhere without her body guard. And she was known to go to all kinds of strange locations looking for materials and ‘inspiration’. Eryn transferred the data she was examining to a secure PaDD and headed out the door for the waiting car.
Eryn
The Breen didn’t make a sound or utter a word. They just wordlessly followed Eryn out to the waiting car, opened the door for her as the helmet made a show of looking around, and then the armored figure ducked into the car and the door closed.
Vonn, CIA
Eryn didn’t say a word until they were security inside the house. She sat on one of couches. Anyone else would not see anything but a relaxed and composed individual with very few life concerns. Kodek knew her well enough to know she was off. She pulled her personal PaDD out of her pocked and handed it to him. On the screen was the face of a man in a black and grey Star Fleet uniform. Her voice returned to normal, dropping her Russian accent and turn of phrase. “Six hours after the attack on Holloway this man, and his ship,” she reached over and swiped to show the image, “arrived at Oed. The ship is the SFI S31 Thresher and the man is her captain, Ryan York. He beamed down, covertly, with a small team and went to visit Molly Holloway. The man is hung up on her and has been for years. Molly is the same. I confirmed with Calvin Harris that he is here.”
“I do not think he is at cause for the attack, though I let Harris think so. His presence is significant for 2 reasons. 1) I provided some specialized training to Ryan and Molly at the farm many years ago. York did a handful of missions with Synthi-er over the years. He knows her. 2) and most importantly…York is the one who snatched me off Leviathan and dropped me off to that hell hole that you found me in. And as we know it was a well orchestrated trap.”
Eryn
The helmet didn’t move, nor the body attached to it. Not for a long moment. Then the synthesized voice said “Do we know the purpose of the meeting? Is he aware of your presence here? And you do know he is going to die before he leaves, correct?”
Vonn, CIA
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